Uncle Wu didn't think there was anything wrong with his approach.
Aunt Zhang was unconvinced, "There will always be someone new to the matter."
"Hey, if you want to say that, then I have something to say." Uncle Wu was unconvinced, "Speaking of which, it was my parents who met Wen Xu first, and they are now friends. A week ago,
Wen Xu also gave me two big watermelons."
Uncle Wu was very proud, and then looked at Aunt Zhang, "You haven't met your boy yet, have you?"
Aunt Zhang was stepped on a painful point, but she couldn't jump.
Indeed, her youngest son never liked to go out when he was at home. Although the Wen family was her tenant, her youngest son had never met Wen Xu.
But what happened?
If you can't refute the latter sentence, isn't it easy to refute the previous sentence?
Aunt Zhang immediately said: "You are talking about last Monday, I guess. The watermelons from Xuexu last week were also given to my family."
Although it was delivered by Xu Xu’s father.
But it doesn't affect it.
They were all given by the Wen family.
Aunt Zhang couldn't see Uncle Wu's smug look, "Don't be so smug."
Aunt Zhang and Uncle Wu won't give in to each other.
Uncle Zhao came a little late today. He looked strangely at Uncle Nie, who was silent and doing morning exercises beside him. "Old Nie, what are they arguing about?"
Uncle Nie cleared his throat and seemed ready to answer, but in the end he had no words to answer Uncle Zhao.
However, he went to "break up the fight".
"Stop arguing." Uncle Nie touched his nose and said uncomfortably: "It's useless for you to argue here. Why don't you listen to my solution."
"any solution?"
Aunt Zhang and Uncle Wu said in unison, and even Uncle Zhao, who had just arrived at the morning exercise square without knowing why, also came over.
Uncle Nie cleared his throat again, and then said: "How about you help match up my little grandson."
"Your little grandson?"
Aunt Zhang and Uncle Wu once again spoke in unison.
Aunt Zhang looked at Uncle Nie in disbelief, "Old Nie, if I remember correctly, your grandson should only be in his senior year of college."
"That's right, that's right, you remember correctly." Uncle Wu looked at Aunt Zhang with certainty, "I didn't attend Lao Nie's grandson's college entrance banquet, so I remember it very clearly because I didn't attend Lao Nie's grandson's college entrance banquet.
The reason is because I was having my appendix removed at that time."
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Seeing that the three old friends were silent, Uncle Wu simply continued, "But that's not the point. The point is, Lao Nie, your grandson is much younger than Wen Xu."
Aunt Zhang nodded, "She's three or four years younger."
"You are three or four years younger. What's wrong with that?" Uncle Nie said with a smile, "Isn't our old saying very good? It's called female junior, holding gold bricks."
"Besides." Uncle Nie said with a smile: "I heard my granddaughter talking about the fourth love the other day. My grandson has been a good boy since he was a child. If they really get together, he will really fit in with what my granddaughter said.
The fourth love.”
In the small corner, silence once again spread.
However, this quietness is only temporary.
Uncle Zhao hasn't counted to the third second yet.
Several old friends started arguing again.
Uncle Zhao shook his head, put down his pocket, and began to do morning exercises, then silently backed away.
What kind of fight is this old Nie trying to persuade?
He said that Lao Nie's behavior was not to separate Lao Zhang and Lao Wu, who were having conflicts, but to join them.
But what did they say about watermelon?
The watermelon given by Wen Xu?
Alas, even if there is watermelon to eat, these old friends will not even call him.
Uncle Zhao, who had retreated far away, began to make a fuss uncontrollably.
Wenxu's strawberries are really good.
His grandson bought the strawberry potted plants that were hot at the time and bought two pots early. One pot was specially given to him and his wife.
So much time has passed.
That pot of strawberries is still bearing fruit.
As for the taste…
He couldn't recall it, but as soon as he recalled it, Uncle Zhao wanted to eat Wen Xu's watermelon.
"No!" Uncle Zhao, who was warming up, stopped and said to himself happily, "I also have grandchildren. If my grandson is not handsome enough, I have two grandsons."
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At the moment, Wen Xu is busy in the flower shop.
She and Brother Liu successively moved the green plants from the three bungs to the flower stands in the store.
Xiao Liu wiped his sweat, threw a bottle of water to Wen Xu, then unscrewed the bottle cap himself and took several sips.
"Ouch, I'm so thirsty."
Being thirsty and hot is really uncomfortable.
After drinking half a bottle of mineral water, Xiao Liu sighed with satisfaction, and then his eyes fell on Wen Xu.
It was obvious that the two of them were carrying it at the same time, but the sweat on his forehead could be squeezed out by sucking it with a towel.
But what about the order of hearing.
My face still looks fresh and refreshed.
If you don't sweat, then Xiao Liu can accept it.
Indeed, he is the one who likes to sweat, but his cousin doesn't like to sweat much.
There are indeed people who don't like to sweat.
The clothes are not dirty? Well, there are people like this. If you are very careful when carrying them, you can barely do it.
Are you blushing? Well... indeed you are.
Just like drinking alcohol, some people's faces will turn white instead of red when they are tired from work.
But Wen Xu didn't even change his breath, which was a bit outrageous.
Obviously Wen Xu was carrying flowers like him, but Wen Xu did not move less, nor did he carry small pots specially.
Everyone does similar work.
Why is it that I am so tired that I am sweating all over, but Wen Xu's body is still clean?
With his face neither red nor out of breath, it was hard for Xiao Liu to believe that the work he had just done was similar to that of Wen Xu.
While Xiao Liu was twisting his hands quickly to screw on the bottle cap, he asked with a smile: "Boss, are you really as good as Qinggong as said on the Internet?"
"No, do you have any secrets? I want to learn them."
"Hey, if I had the secret book of Qinggong, then why would I have a job? I would have opened a martial arts gym a long time ago."
Xiao Liu followed his idea and enjoyed it for a while, and he really thought it was feasible.
"Boss, if you really have qinggong, remember to teach me." Xiao Liu said with a smile: "If you teach me, I won't let you suffer. When the time comes, we will open a martial arts gym together. What do you think?
Sometimes the traffic jams in Dingcheng are quite serious. If you have Qinggong, going to work will be much easier."
"When the time comes, what kind of mobility scooters will everyone buy? Why don't they just come to the martial arts studio to learn Qing Kung Fu?"
The more Xiao Liu said, the more he felt that his plan was feasible.
It has great potential and is worthy of development.
Wen Xu also laughed.
Xiao Liu smiled and continued: "When the time comes, when everyone goes to work and flies around, there is no need to buy a car. This is a good plan for energy conservation and emission reduction!"
